Nightwatcher

The disciples of the Chai family guarding the door moved out of the way, Li Lingsu pushed open the half-open door, and the scenery inside came into view.

In a small room stood two straight rows of dead bodies. They used to wear hoods, but now they were all removed and thrown on the ground.

Between the two rows of corpses were Chai Xing'er and three clan elders, one with thinning hair, one with a burly figure, and one with a broken arm. .

These are the iron corpses? Li Lingsu moved his eyes and looked at the beautiful wife in the light blue dress.

The latter was also looking at him, his eyes were like clear autumn pools, with a bit of tenderness and dissatisfaction: "Why are you here?"

"I heard that someone invaded the cellar last night, so I came to have a look."

Li Lingsu ignored the scrutiny of the three clan elders, walked up to Chai Xing'er, and said with a smile, "I haven't lost anything."

Chai Xing'er shook her head, turned her head and said to the three elders: "The thief can sneak into the Chai Mansion late at night without disturbing the guards or disturbing the clansmen guarding the cellar, which shows that he knows the environment and defense of the Chai Mansion well."

A clan elder with thinning hair pondered, "Xing'er means that Chai Xian did it?"

"Who else but him?" Chai Xing'er asked with a sneer.

The burly clan elder muttered to himself: "Take off the hoods of all the walking corpses. No accident, he is looking for someone. Who is he looking for?"

The elder of the Broken Arm Clan said indifferently: "Xiao Lan has been missing for many days, does he think that Xiao Lan is dead and turned into a walking corpse? This kid really lost his mind."

Chai Xing'er was about to speak when she caught a glimpse of Li Lingsu standing in front of a corpse from the corner of her eye, examining it silently.

The corpse had clear facial features. It was about thirty years old, and it seemed that when it was alive, it was a handsome and extraordinary man.

"He is my husband."

Chai Xing'er said lightly.

Li Lingsu gave an "um" and raised his hand to pinch the male corpse's shoulder, making sure that it was an iron corpse.

"Three uncles."

Chai Xing'er glanced at the three old people.

The clan elders nodded slightly and left the room for the time being.

When the wooden door was closed, Chai Xing'er walked up to Li Lingsu, stood side by side with him, looked at the male corpse calmly, and said softly:

"I rarely tell you about him."

"Do not want to know."

Li Lingsu turned around and left.

"Li Lang."

Chai Xing'er grabbed him, her little hands were cold, her tone became a little anxious, and she said, "It's not what you think."

Before Li Lingsu could speak, she explained very quickly:

"Back then, when my elder brother went out with him on errands, he encountered revenge from his enemies on the way. He was seriously injured and his life was hanging by a thread. In order to survive, my elder brother made him into an iron corpse. Only then did my elder brother escape the catastrophe and fled back with his followers.

"After I found out about this, I quarreled with my eldest brother, then ran away from home to relax, and met you not long after.

"It's not because I've lost my old love for him that I turned him into an iron corpse and kept him by my side."

Li Lingsu was silent for a while, and said, "I believe in you."

"Chai Xing'er's ex-husband died at the hands of Chai Jianyuan and was made into an iron corpse."

In the inn, listening to Li Lingsu's "report", Xu Qi'an seemed to smell the family drama.

In this way, the possibility that Chai Xing'er is the real culprit behind the scenes has increased a bit.

Although her ex-husband was seriously injured at the time and his life was hanging by a thread, if the situation could not be broken, being killed was the only ending, but in the end he died in the hands of Chai Jianyuan and was made into an iron corpse.

Well, being able to turn into an iron corpse immediately shows that Chai Xinger's ex-husband is at least a sixth-grade copper skin and iron bone. Chai Jianyuan turned him into an iron corpse, and the Qiu family probably scolded him in their hearts.

After finally killing one, he resurrected with full blood in another way

"Ask the old Chai family about her ex-husband."

"That's it?" Li Lingsu frowned.

"Um!"

Xu Qi'an took a sip of tea and nodded.

Li Lingsu was silent for a few seconds, then said helplessly: "If she is really the mastermind behind the scenes, how will you treat her?"

Xu Qi'an looked at him: "Murdering brother, even committing murder, capital crime!"

Li Lingsu's face turned a little ugly, he was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice:

"I will abolish her cultivation, bring her back to Tianzong, and never let her go down the mountain. If senior wants to kill her, you can try to kill me first."

He cupped his hands, turned and left.

"Tsk tsk, this Tianzong saint son is quite interesting."

Mu Nanzhi smiled and said: "The purpose of provoking so many women is to forget them. The ultimate goal is to forget them. As a result, it seems that I have fallen in love with every woman."

So Tianzong wants to recycle fake and inferior products, the Holy Son is following the wrong path. Xu Qi said with peace of mind.

Under the table, Mu Nanzhi kicked him lightly, and said narrowly, "Xu Yinluo, who is romantic and affectionate, if you were Li Lingsu, and such a confidante committed a serious crime, what would you do?"

Xu Qi'an thought about it seriously, and said: "If that confidante named Mu Nanzhi made a big mistake, I will definitely do business."

"What did you say!"

Mu Nanzhi was furious, and made a fierce expression, as if he wanted to tear Xu Qi'an's body into pieces.

But the next moment, the anger on her face was replaced by embarrassment, her face flushed, and she spat: "What nonsense are you talking about."

Who is your confidante? shameless!

thump, thump, stomp on his instep under the table.

When she finished getting angry, Xu Qi'an said:

"Just now I was perfunctory to Li Lingsu, just giving him some work. For us, the investigation is not important, the key is to get the dragon spirit."

The case is not urgent, Chai Xian has been wronged for so long anyway, he doesn't care about this moment. But the group of monks Jing Xin Jing Yuan is also in Xiangzhou, it is like a tiger lying on the couch.

The threat is simply too great.

He and the Pagoda Spirit of the Buddha Pagoda have three chapters of agreement, and they are not allowed to use it against Buddhist disciples, but they can protect themselves, such as retracting into the Pagoda of the Buddha Pagoda and driving the pagoda to escape.

In other words, Xu Qi'an can at most keep himself undefeated, lacking the strength of toughness.

Under such circumstances, if Chai Xian had a face-to-face meeting with Jing Xin and the others, it would be absolutely impossible to hide the fact that Chai Xian is the host of Dragon Qi.

Since Buddhism entered the Central Plains to collect dragon energy, there must be a way to identify the host of dragon energy.

Therefore, what is really urgent is not the case, but finding Chai Xian.

"By the way, how is the cultivation of the nine-color lotus root?"

Mu Nanzhi hummed proudly, turned her face sideways, and raised her chin: "Within three months, it will be fully mature, and in another three months, it will bear lotus seeds."

As expected of the reincarnation of the flower god, the progress is very fast. The matter of the lotus seeds is not in a hurry. First, I cut the lotus root to the old man of the Wulin League to help him break through and enter the second rank. Xu Qi'an nodded in satisfaction, and said:

"Besides, in a few days, the national teacher may come to me and have something to do. Well, then I may leave her for a few days."

Hearing this, Mu Nanzhi turned her head and frowned: "What?"

"That's right, just work."

"Um?"

Just doing business, didn't I say so. Xu Qi'an bowed his head to drink tea.

Mu Nanzhi glanced at him suspiciously, and muttered: "She is mysterious, what are you talking about, she is not easy to get along with, but I have a very good relationship with her, so I can reconcile among you."

Ah, this, Wangfei, let's try this kind of thing after everyone is familiar with it. Xu Qi'an prevaricated casually, and then changed the subject:

"I'm going out for a while."

Xu Qi'an changed into an ordinary cotton robe and left the inn.

He intends to encourage Chai Xian to confront Chai Xing'er at the Demon Slaying Conference. Chai Xian will definitely not show up in real life, most likely manipulating the walking dead, but there is a distance limit for manipulating the walking dead.

With Xu Qi'an's current range of perception of dragon energy, it is not difficult to find out Chai Xian's hiding place just by driving the Pagoda of the Buddha and overlooking it in the air.

chaifu.

In the courtyard where the Buddhist monks stayed, Chai Xing'er took a sip of tea, put down the cup, turned her head and said:

"Master Jingxin, I hope you can come forward to uphold justice in tomorrow's Demon Slaying Conference, and call on people in the righteous way to join hands to eradicate Chai Xian, an ungrateful person."

Zhangzhou is one of the granaries of Dafeng. Although there are some impoverished places like Xiangzhou, they are generally well-fed.

As we all know, the richer the place, the weaker the fighting power of the local people. The poorer the mountains and rivers, the easier it is for mobsters to appear.

Coupled with the imperial court's emphasis on Zhangzhou's grain-producing areas, it intends to suppress the forces of the rivers and lakes and prevent the birth of large-scale rivers and lakes gangs.

As a result, Zhangzhou's martial arts has not been prosperous since ancient times, and fourth-rank masters are rare.

"When I traveled to the Central Plains, I was deeply saddened by what happened in Xiangzhou in recent days."

Jing Xin said slowly: "It's a pity that the Dafeng court banned Buddhism from preaching, so that natural and man-made disasters continued in Dafeng, the people were in poverty, and refugees were everywhere."

The two monks standing beside him clasped their hands together and recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, as if it was the truth.

Dafeng had earlier taught Buddhism to the Central Plains, and the world would not have changed so unevenly.

After chatting for a few more words, Chai Xing'er said goodbye and left.

Jing Yuan said: "This case is quite suspicious, so Chai Xian's actions are contradictory. Brother, can you use the precepts to ask Chai Xing'er's benefactor?"

"You suspect it's her too?" Jing Xin smiled.

"Investigating cases is not difficult for us. Then Xu Qi'an was known as a prodigy in solving cases in the university, but he only used strange skills." Jing Yuan said proudly.

Jing Xin nodded, and then said:

"At this time, I asked the benefactor Chai Xing'er, what if she killed the person? If the entire Chai residence has been controlled by her, we are making an enemy of the Chai residence. If we want to ask the precepts, we must It has to be at the Demon Slaying Conference tomorrow.

"Besides, before I meet Chai Xian, I will not act rashly. You should also keep this in mind."

Seeing a few young monks seem to understand but not understand, most of them are at a loss, monk Jingyuan laughed and explained for Jingxin:

"What Chai Xing'er said before, Chai Xianxiu's inexplicable rapid progress is very interesting. I was anxious to let my senior brother try it with the precepts, just to find out.

"If she's telling the truth, then Chai Xian is most likely the host of Dragon Qi. But if she's lying, it's not the best time to fall out now, and tomorrow is a good time."

Xu Qi'an followed his memory to the small village, and followed his memory to the family where Chai Xian was hiding last night.

The men in the family went out to work. In the yard, a young woman was drying clothes, and a girl about ten years old was picking leaves.

Seeing a strange visitor, the mother and daughter were a little nervous and wary.

The young woman hesitated and said in slang, "Who are you looking for?"

Xu Qi'an said: "Can you speak official language?"

"I would say that I learned from the master scholar in the village."

The little girl said in a somewhat showy tone.

She was wearing an old cotton-padded jacket, which had been mended many times, probably due to malnutrition, and her complexion was a little sallow.